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Aether had awakened completely abruptly, his body felt heavy, along with the feeling of sinking. He quickly realized and reacted: he was sinking to the bottom of a kind of lake, and began swimming towards the surface. However, while swimming, his muscles were numb by the cold; The water was completely frozen.
When it was about to reach the surface, a thick layer of ice brought between him and the freedom to get out of that cold place.
"Where the hell am I? How did I end here!?"
He had been holding his breath for a long time, but the air began to be missing. Instantly he began to look for a way to break the ice. He launched a burst of blows against the ice, but did not seem to take effect, the ice was still intact. He loaded all his strength into a single blow and the nucleus in his chest began to detach a large white brightness. A great explosion occurred, and a great hole appeared on the ice.
Aether left the water crawling along the edge of the hole. "COF, COF, COF!" He had swallowed some water. -Phew! I almost didn't tell it. Aether tried to stand up, but a cold wave hugged his body, preventing him from moving.
-curse! Why is it so cold in this place? - The cold wrapped it, and the fact of being wet did not help. He looked around in search of a heat source, but all he saw was a vast plain covered by a white color. "Looking like there is no one around?" He hugged himself to keep heat.
The earth was covered by the cold of the snow. In the distance, you could distinguish a storm that was coming. The idea of looking for a shelter quickly came to his mind, so he began to walk in the opposite direction to the storm.
The snow was dense, which made it difficult to walk. The sound of the snow creaked and its agitated breath resonated by the plain. He adjusted his scarf, but this did not seem to help. "By my demons!" Where Rays is that I finished!? ... I feel my hands and legs completely numb ... if this continues I don't think I get very far ... - The boy seemed to be about to faint, but noticed something. At the tip of his nose a small snowflake had posed. Around it, thousands of flakes began to fall, followed by a slight breeze.
"This, without a doubt, is nothing good ..."
A disgusted expression was drawn on his face. All he could do was keep his way and try to find a shelter, but the fact of being completely wet, plus the dense snow layer, further hindered his progress.
"I really need to find a shelter as soon as possible."
His thoughts were full of determination, but that determination was about to disappear.
*PAM-PAM!*
He quickly noticed small tremors.
"What happens? An earthquake? ... No, it can't be that."
The tremors were constant. It seemed that something big was approaching.
"But what is that?"
In the distance, he was able to visualize a gigantic silhouette. A whitish creature with large horns that triple its size. The moment was not the best; His body was close to the collapse, but luckily the monster had not realized his presence, since he was devouring a wild boar.
"... the best thing will be to go back slowly ..."
He did what he thought, and with great care he began to take small and light steps back.
*crack*
He stepped on a small flower, but luckily the monster did not realize. He sighed in relief, but at the same time realized something.
"How does a flower survive in this climate?"
After his brief thought, the ground at his feet began to move, making him lose his balance.
A living creature emerged from the ground with the shape of an ice flower. The flower, noticing him, began to attack him throw ice projectiles. Aether received the projectiles fully in his stomach, making him vomit some blood.
"curse!"
The flower seemed to be recharging its projectiles.
Rooooaaa!
A strong roar resonated, making the ground tremble. The creature fell from the sky, crushing the flower and partially staining Aether with the nectar of this.
The creature sniffed ... it looked like a predator in search of its prey. He quickly realized Aether.
"Oh, hell!"
Aether jumped to the side after the "Berserker" jumped to crush him. After the impact against the ground, ice peaks were formed around the creature. One of those peaks pierced Aether's right leg, but for him it was not difficult to get up.
Aether was sweating, he didn't know what to do, but he didn't seem to worry.
For a brief moment, the reality before his eyes distorted himself and a voice echoed.
"Do you require my help?"
Aether frowned.
"No!"
Aether sighed and looked at the creature.
"I have faced demons a thousand times worse than this."
From his chest, a faint light shone. The creature looked at him like a bull in a red mantle. The creature began running towards Aether to ram him. Aether only squeezed his fist. I thought that with a blow he would be able to divert the monster. But great was his surprise when his abdomen was impaled by one of Berserker's horns.
"... because!?"
Aether flew out, while his mind began to wander.
"My strength ... my power ..."
Aether hit a snow battery, which felt like a rock. A little blood dripped from his mouth, while his forehead had already dyed red. The creature began to go back to take speed for a last onslaught.
"... Where did he go?"
Aether's vision became blurred, and while his vision covered himself from his blood red, once again reality was distorted.
"You sure don't want help?"
Aether was still refusing.
"Why are you so stubborn?"
Aether smiled.
"Because I always find a form ..." He said weakly for himself.
'Destiny is confusing. They say that it is something tedious and, while you live, you think you have the freedom of your destiny, but it is nothing more than the false sensation of free will. Both mortals and those who call themselves are prisoners of destiny. '
The snow pile on which Aether had fallen began to collapse, revealing a monument.
Berserker began his onslaught.
'And just as the so -called gods stand out among mortals, for the sea of threads that forms destiny, in very few conditions a thread is intertwined with another, but when that happens, the fate of that thread cannot come to an end without having crossed with the fate of that other.'
A statue that had been covered by snow was revealed. Aether leaned out in the statue, while a faint whitish blue light entered his body and, at the same time, a brightness of the same color was born in his chest.
On Aether's body the energy of that world had been transferred. From the moment he received that energy, his conscience knew how to use it. Aether extended the open palm towards the nearby creature.
He closed his fist and, in a faint whisper, he exclaimed.
"Crystalianaaud!"
In less than a thousandth of a second, when the Berserker was already in front of Aether, he froze in an ice block that looked like a chrysalis.
Aether's tired body did not give for more, and Aether, unconscious, fell under the statue of a woman who seemed to pray with a pearl necklace in her hands.
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** Additional scene: **
"My lady, the weather is not in our favor." We should return before it's late, "said a heavy physicist man. "I also agree, my lady," said another man, with a fornid physique and a great hammer.
Three men surrounded a woman who wore a comfortable white coat with black neck. Two of them agreed with the bad weather, but the third, which was fornid and that had metal gloves, looked at the woman as if waiting for an order.
The woman sighed. "You are right, the weather is nothing favorable, but I would like to continue with the hunting of that Lawachurl Cryo."
The first two men wanted to object, but the third denied them. "Are you soldiers or you are Cryollinas?" If our lady wants us to continue, we must continue.
The two men said nothing more and accepted.
The four individuals walked through the storm, the woman being the guide.
"Maybe near the statue of the seven is where that Lawachurl is hidden?"
The woman thought.
The four walked until they reached a statue that was partially buried by snow, but there was something strange that the woman noticed: a large block of ice lay in front of the statue.
"The three, seek quickly some clue about the whereabouts of Lawachurl!" The woman exclaimed so that the three men began to look for a sign. "That Lawachurl has been too close to the stake house, it will be better to be cautious," said the woman for herself. But something left her restless: that block of ice that barely showed her interior intrigued her.
The woman approached the ice block and, with her hand, cleaned the frost that had formed on him. He took a step back after the scare of seeing what the block had inside. "But what!" His expression was filled with surprise. "What the hell happened here!?"
"My lady!" One of the men called the woman. The man approached with something in his arms. "It's ..." The woman saw what she brought in her arms. " "It's a young man ..." The young man who brought in his arms was full of wounds and blood. The woman took one of her hands to check the pulse, but the man shook her head. "It seems that he was dragging to survive," the situation left him a bad taste, but he didn't express it. When the woman released the young man's hand, her chest began to shine and, with a spasm, the young man began to move in the arms of the man. The woman checked again the pulse and breathing of the young man. "He ... is still alive?" The woman didn't know how, but the young man was still alive. " He didn't think much to take off his coat and put it on the young man.
"My lady!" The man said. "It will be better to give it the heat that is possible," the woman replied. She called the other two and then return to her "home."
[will continue]